A Farewell to Arms Page #2
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- 1932
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If you want to be a friend of mine,
then shut up.
I am your best friend and your war
brother.
Then shut up.
Miss Barkley perfers you to me.
That is very clear.
But Miss Fergerson is very nice too.
Do you like her?
No!
Good-bye
Good luck.
- Turn back.
- Back?
Yes, back!
- I want to see Miss Barkley.
- She's on duty.
Wait, don't go in there.
Why we come back here for?
Lt. knows what he's doing. Please.
- What's wrong?
- Are't we going to get started here?
We have plenty of time.
I thought you started. What are you
doing here?
We come back Senor Capitano.
The Lt. Forgot something.
Hi....you're all right aren't you?
Yes, I'm all right.
I came to..
I thought.....
...you see.
I'm going to be away for a while..
...and I didn't want you to think that
I'd just gone away.
No, I...
What I mean is.....
....I'd hate to have you feel that...
it wasn't important to me..
..about us.
I don't exactly know how to say it.
You said it very nicely dear, thank-you.
No, no I didn't.
- You mustn't feel.
- Will you be gone long?
No.
Only a few days. There's going to
be a show up above......
A show? You'll be careful won't you?
I won't get hit.
Hold this.
Here....
It's a St. Anthony.
They sayd St. Anthony is very
useful to guard you from harm.
I'll take good care of him.
But I wish I could kiss you.
He is my friend and a good soldier
I would hate to see him lose his
head over a woman.
Aren't you exaggerating a bit.
I think not.
Couldn't we send her back to the
base, Major?
Oh, if you could send her away it
would simplify everything
Could perhaps send her to Milan.
Excellent my dear Major.
Magnificient. No wonder the
English are first in dipolmacy.
What did you say her name was?
We won't get anything else to eat,
once the attacks start.
This is all they given me.
Starting to eat the rations?
No, we'll all eat together. Come on
and sit down.
Thank-you.
Here, you can use this.
Here, take some cheese.
Wash it down with wine.
Who caused the attack?
No progress.
Nobody would attack, if the war
would be over.
- No, 305...
- It sounded like a sconer to me.
- Sconer, that's what I say.
Lt.! Are you hurt?
My leg.
Both of my legs.
Lacerations of the scalp and
possible fracture of the skull.
Multiply superficial wounds of the
left and right thighs..
......left and right knee and right
foot.....
In current line of duty. Next patient
please.
Lift him up on the table. Carefully.
How do you feel, baby?
Renaulte. What are you doing
here?
Boneldo telephoned me.
The Major gave me permission to come.
No one shall hurt you baby. I won't
let them.
No butcher is going to touch my war
brother.
Only Renaulte can take you and
never hurt you.
You must forgive baby, for talking
so much...
...but I am, I am very moved to see
you bodily wounded.
I will see that you are decorated for
bravery.
Perhaps we can you you the
medillion, but surely the bronze
one. Did you carry anyone on your back?
I didn't carry anybody. I couldn't
move.
Surely there was something very
hero in what you did.
Don't worry baby. I will fi x you so
that you are as good as new.
You will see that everyday, I learn to
do things smoother, quicker.
Soon, very soon, you will be
walking again.
You will fi nd it under your blanket,
next to your heart.
It is a bottle of brandy baby. Very
good brandy.
The infantry captured it from the
Austrians.
I have another surprise for you.
Take a deep breathe.
Where do you think you will go from
here?
To the Italien hospital where they
have the male nurses with the beards?
No!
I will arrange everything with my
friend, the British Major.
You will go to Milan. To the
beautiful Miss Barkley.
That makes you happy?
Poor Renaulte. So alone with the
war...
No one to make fun of. No one to
lend him money.
While you are in Milan with the
beautiful Miss Barkley.
Making love in Milan to the chase
Miss Barkley.
Look out for the step.
Why do you stop?
I am superintendent. May I have
They're in my coat. In the
buttoned-down pocket.
Take him up those stairs, down the
corridor.
His room is the one at the end.
You show him Julio.
Who are you?
I am the porter. Come follow me.
We must lift you up on the bed.
- All right. But keep my legs straight.
- Yes, yes sir.
Can I get you anything?
- Get me some brandy.
- It is not allowed.
Wasn't I wounded, fi ghting for the
glory of ltaly?
- You'll fi nd some money in my pocket.
- As you wish.
- So it's you!
- Fergerson.
- Is Catherine here?
- As if you didn't know.
I believe that's why you got
wounded.
- Where is she?
-You ought to be still.
Here's your chart. I must take your
temperature.
Does she know I'm here?
Under the arm please.
- Hello darling.
- Catherine.
You're lovely.
- Are you badly hurt?
- Are you badly hurt?
- Oh my poor darling. It's your leg isn't it?
- You're the lovliest thing I ever saw.
I have to go now darlilng, I can't stay.
- Will you come back?
- Later, but we have to be awfully careful.
- You've got to come back.
- I will, when I can.
- Tonight?
- Tonight?
Somebody's coming.
Tonight.
I'll take that thermometer now.
Good gracious.
Fetch the doctor.
It's a mircle you're not delerious
with such a fever.
- I haven't got any fever.
- Stay quiet.
It's not what you think.
I've brought you a few little things.
And this is mosquito netting and
this is a bottle of vermouth.
You like vermouth?
- And these are English papers.
- And these are English papers.
It was very good of you to come.
I mustn't stay long. They warned
me not to tire you.
You seem very tired yourself.
I am tired. I have no right to be.
You have the war to lead.
No, I hate the war.
- I don't enjoy it.
- But you do not mind it.
You do not see it. Oh, you must
forgive me. I know that you are wounded.
That was an accident.
Still even wounded, you do not see it.
I can tell. I do not see it myself, but
I feel it a little.
Come in Captain.
Don't go yet Father. It's still early.
Are you sure. With the operation in
the morning, he should rest.
He's strong.
He has a lovely temperature. It is
always normal.
I'm very proud of his temperature.
Maybe all of our children will have
fine temperatures too.
Our children will probably have
beastly temperatures.
Don't mind us Father. We're in love.
I know....
I can see it in your faces.
I can see it in your faces.
I can see it in your faces.
This too is the war. Without the
war, you will not marry in Gods grace.
Is it not so?
And you?
I hadn't thought about it like that.
But...
I hadn't thought about it like that.
But...
Father, are you???
Is that the marriage service?
Poor chap.
It's such a crazy marriage.
At least I'm in white.
No orange blossoms.
I can smell them.
No organ music.
I can hear it plainly.
It has made me happy to do this.
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